out with 2008, in with 2009

this past few days i have been happy.

maybe because i have no expectation,
on anything.

and that makes life easier.

so there's no need for any silly 2009 resolution.

just a simple thought which is to live life to the fullest,
happily ride along with the crisis.

so 2008 came by with a blink of an eye.
am sure 2009 would just pass us by.
even if it doesn't as long as there's love,
anything can happen.
anything can be conquered.

meet many many wonderful people,
gotten to know some people way way better.
*some you wish you didn't know too well*

promised not to travel much. and i didn't.
*although next year i want to go melbourne and japan, revenge.*

completed a new movie and a series.
*hope there's more to come next year*

went for a short trip with someone i care a lot. a lot.
*i want MORE haha*

ride an ostrich.
*wanna ride the bola next year, Sphereing*

was amazed with the freeze movement
*and it died off as fast as it suddenly became HOTS*

am actually wondering what i want to do in life.
*all these sure sounds a little like a resolution... =.=*

in a way life is about waiting for death.
you plus one to your age,
and minus one for your life span.
*yes i had to end it in a very emo way*

CHEERS TO A FANTABULOUS 2009~!!!
MAY IT ROCK AND SHAKE THE WORLD.

and hopefully all the bad guys will just die off. CHEERS to that. oh and WORLD PEACE!

... fashion is going to be in a deep odd shape next year. yawns.

sunday is gay

*this post is back dated, 20/08/08. 11.39*

o.m.g.
i was changing my tag line.
since it clearly needs an update.

and... o.m.g.

i think this is the best way to detect who is gay.

Birth Dates
Monday's Child is fair of face,
Tuesday's Child is full of grace,
Wednesday's Child is full of woe,
Thursday's Child has far to go,
Friday's Child is loving and giving,
Saturday's Child works hard for a living,
But the Child that is born on the Sabbath Day,
Is witty and wise and good and gay!

like holly shit.

mmm. tho i am in the giving mood lately.
i rather be receiving. and not in that anal way. =.=#

just a kite, without a string attached.

i am looking at pictures.
of a lot of different pictures.
trying to place them,
organize them.

but,
suddenly,

none of them feels warm to me.
suddenly.

i feel like a stranger.
looking at people i know.

some smiling, some laughing.
some posing. others just stoning.

some days, i don't know why i am here.
born into this world.

placed in this country.
doing what i am doing now.

today, this very moment is one of them.
i feel, so ever lonely and lost.

someone said,
he is like a string without a kite.
but i think i am a kite,
without a string.
floating in the air, with no guidances.

meaningless attachments

nothing last forever.

even memories can be forgotten.

in general if things are not preserved then it's history. literally.

life on earth as it is, is only temporary,
where we lead after this journey remains a mystery.

tho those are a different subject,
what i want to say is,
because nothing is forever,
we need to learn to let go.

of many things,

let it be love, because one day your partner will leave you.
if it's not because of death, then perhaps a change of heart.
which is worst than death itself.

and one day while aging,
we'll loose our sight,
our sense, and the other elements we were once blessed with.

so be prepared.

and to that, there is no reason why one should get so obsessed with their possessions.

they are just materialistic item.

plus holding on to something sometimes is just silly.
just let the moments that it was with you, be treasured.
it's about not being so pissed when you loose something in life.
*let it be a prada, a dior, a chanel or whatever it is, it's just a THING!*

because it's meant to be, because it's a matter of time.
eventually you will not have them,
simply because when you die, you leave everything behind,
you go as you came in life, by yourself. empty.
but with love side by side.

you come into life with your parent's love,
you leave with the love of life.
and that is the most valuable possession that one can carry forward to his/her new journey.

nothing is meant to be permanent in life,
so no reason to be so attached to materialistic things,
and enjoy everything while they last.
savour them. :D

*omg this post was written since september 2nd, but i never had the chance to properly compose it, not that it's perfect now either...*

where does it go???

i have been resting well the past few days.
^_^

been going out... lepaks cincai... and events~
been sleeping way way... overly... erm... just way too much.
*like a baby*
been shitting properly... *blushes*
been eating happily as well...
been only doing window shopping... like seriously!

but anyways, so...
for the sleep i can understand...
if you over do it you get headaches.

shitting properly is good,
and the smooth flow is all thanks to the fiber intake.
*GOD i LOVE the fruits thou has created!!! YUMS*

the window shopping,
like seriously i want everything NEW,
but i have EVERYTHING i want already.
*except some new possible items...*
so i know i shouldn't shop.
plus i should learn to save.
for the possible rainy days to come...
*i hope they don't come at all*

now about the eating...
there's this thing that has been troubling me.

where does it go?

no no i don't mean me gaining out of it...
like what i eat is what i turn into.... erm...
i know i wouldn't gain weight that easily already...
permanently i mean. you know you know... turn FAT...
*whistles~~~*

i know now that i am a black hole.
or a tunnel...
what goes in comes out almost immediately.

*thanks to the amazing metabolism and digestion ability*

but what i don't get is...

on those days when i get constipation or when i just can't digest super fast...
*i am serious sometimes i eat then i literally have to shit...*

anyhow... *oh shut up that it's disgusting... it's NORMAL k...*
ok after you PASS-MOTION...
anyhow, let's say you eat like... 1kg of food...
naturally you gain about 0.8kg for that moment,
give and take you loose some erm atoms etc... =.=?
and you probably feel bloated etc etc etc...
maybe even gassy.

tho, in few hours later, if you don't shit it out immediately,
when you no longer feel bloated already... after all the burping... farting...
where or what happens to that weight?

MMMMMMMMM???

DO YOU GET ME?

feces can't be all that heavy... right? like 0.5KG??? so heavy!?

does mass turns into energy?

mmm...

maybe it's like

food = charcoals.

after charcoals burns, they turn into ashes...

charcoal = heavier ; ashes = almost weightless
food = heavier ; feces = lighter

so after food is digested they turn into feces...

so digesting converts mass into...
erm eh... digestion BURNS mass!!!?

OH that's why you become thin if you don't eat.
your body/stomach digests YOU.
LOL...

*omg i am going MAD... must stop thinking already*

a lot of dots in my head

... ... ... ... ... ...
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

ok so i don't know what to blog.

nonsense... of cause i do know what to blog.
but, i seriously don't know how to compile them together.

not only that, i don't even know how to compose them properly.

my head seriously cannot think lately.
and i am half loving it.

and half thinking i am getting dumb.
LOLS.

but whatever it is i miss JAY.
www.isorule.blogspot.com
sighs... till today nobody's blog is as close to his wittiness.
nothing is as creative and simple as his either.
GOSH I MISS JAY~~~~~~~~!!!
snobs snobs snobs.

ok ok i will TRY to post up something interesting later this week.
hopefull nothing too bitchy.
i am afterall in a very long holiday mood.
WHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZ~~~

does it matter

i see a lot of blogs out there, that is starting to loose interest.
either that or it would be some lame boring post.
so boring my ceiling looks way more interesting.

but quiet honestly i am feeling it too.
often time i don't know how to even write anymore.
i don't mean just a slight writer's block.

partially it's because all i want to blog are rather emo stuffs.
i feel that it's rather depressing to have them out here.

not that i am shy of having it read by people,
but more like, does it matter at all to what i have to say/write?

not just the emo stuff, i do have a lot in my head.
tho lately it's rather in a mess.

just like my room is in a mess,
my house is in a mess.
and my life itself is in a big huge mess.

but all these adding them all up together does it even matter to you?
it's my freaking life and i am no animal.
and this blog is no zoo or an aquarium.

perhaps like all trends in the past, is this the end of the 21st century blogging trend?
wonder what would be next, and what everyone the likes of bryan boy etc be doing then.

but one thing for sure, i have never once blog for anyone by myself.
it's just entertaining to read it later in life. if i ever manage to survive this brutal period.